12.08.2011

The games are on
But they're not home
Live scores
On their cell phones
Their rage flares
They punch a wall
Heyward-Bey
Reels in the ball

That's now eight
And two TDs
Ignored him
On bye weeks
In all their leagues
Up the creek
It goes beyond
Just fantasy

Whoa
They like to brag that they're a guru and such
Oh yeah
But so far every claim they make they
Don't know that much
You know they'll try to trade for someone
They predicted to bust

They know it all
Since Ryan Leaf
Eugene Monroe
and Mike Crabtree
Were the ones
They had in mind
Look what the Jets
Blew on Sanchez
They won't confess

They can't be told
Nonsense and lies is getting old
And change their
Point of view
Say of him
Always knew

Whoa
They'll try to brag that they're a guru and such
Oh yeah
If you don't pull them up to say they
Don't know that much
You know they'll trade again for someone
They predicted to bust

First was Michael Huff, they predicted to bust
Then was McFadden, they predicted to bust
Then was Heyward-Bey, they predicted to bust
Then was Bruce Campbell, they predicted to bust
Then Terrelle Pryor, they predicted to bust

The scores are in
Now they're at home
Your team
Has crushed their own
Their palms sweat
Their teeth grind
That DHB
Has 29

Whoa
They like to brag that they're a guru and such
Oh yeah
But so far every claim they make they
Don't know that much
You know they'll try to trade for someone
They predicted to bust

First was Michael Huff, they predicted to bust
Then was McFadden, they predicted to bust
Then was DHB, they predicted to bust
Then was Bruce Campbell, they predicted to bust
Then Terrelle Pryor, they predicted to bust
Davis first round picks, they predicted to bust
Every Davis pick, they predicted to bust

10.18.2011

Deadline's upon the hour
I'm still waiting for a trade
Mike Brown's got me by the nuts
Don't wanna retire this way
I've done my best up till now
With TJ and O'Brien somehow
But when the whistles blow
My throwing arm's cold

Carson wants to sign with somebody
He wants on a team with somebody
Carson wants to play with somebody
With somebody who wants him
Carson wants to sign with somebody
He wants on a team with somebody
Carson wants to play with somebody
With somebody who wants him

I've been in touch with many agents
Going from town to town
Sooner than later the week ends
And my hopes get let down
I need a coach who'll take a chance
Who'll send two 1sts before deadline's passed
But when the whistles blow
My throwing arm's cold

Carson wants to sign with somebody
He wants on a team with somebody
Carson wants to play with somebody
With somebody who wants him
Carson wants to sign with somebody
He wants on a team
Carson wants to play with somebody
With somebody who wants him

Somebody who somebody who
Somebody who wants me
Somebody who somebody who
To open up his arms, oh
I need a coach who'll take a chance
Who'll send two 1sts before deadline's passed
But when the whistles blow
My throwing arm's cold

Carson wants to sign with somebody
He wants on a team with somebody
Carson wants to play with somebody
With somebody who wants him
Carson wants to sign with somebody
He wants on a team with somebody
Carson wants to play with somebody
With somebody who wants him

Ohhhh, ohhhh
(Play)
Come on Hue, aha
(Play)
Oooh yeah
Now get with this
Oooh, oooh, oooh
Don't you wanna play
(Play)
with him, Miami?

Don't you wanna play
(Play)
with him, Seattle?
Don't you wanna play
(Play)
with him, DC?

With somebody who wants him

Don't you wanna play say you wanna play
Don't you wanna play?
(Play)
Don't you wanna play say you wanna play
Don't you wanna play?
(Play)
Don't you wanna play say you wanna play?
Uh huh
(Play)
With somebody who wants him
Oooh
(Play)
Oooh Oooh
(Play)
Oooh

11.03.2010

Well you ask me 'bout the plays I call
And you ask me why I air the ball
And you ask me why I'm in this thing
I dig being a Raider linchpin
So you wanna see us doin' our thing
All you gotta do is plug into Hue
I said Hue
Hue Jackson roadshow
Hue Jackson roadshow
Hue Jackson
Hue Jackson
Hue Jackson roadshow

Well you ask me if I like to blitz
And you ask me if I like to run
And you ask me if I like to zone
I got to get Al wins some way
And you ask me what I'm all about
Come on stand and shout Hue
I said Hue
Hue Jackson roadshow
Hue Jackson roadshow
Hue Jackson
Hue Jackson
Hue Jackson roadshow
roadshow

10.31.2009

To the Vikings in Minnesota, we cracked your skulls, fuck you
In Chicago, Bears tried to maul us, but you didn't pull thru
Fuck you all in Philly, we were just too good for you
And all you Patriots in Boston, we've got something nasty for you

Do you dare, I'm an Oakland Raider
Don't turn the other cheek, I'm an Oakland Raider
I scrape, I claw, I bite all game, I'm an Oakland Raider
I hit, I stick, I run over you, I'm an Oakland Raider
I don't fit in your schemes and scenes, cos I'm an Oakland Raider

New York City, with a point to prove, we trampled you
Broken bones in Ohio, in Pittsburgh, and Carolina
Down Dallas, Houston, way, you hit and bruised us but no gain
We laughed, we took your best, from Maryland to the fucking mid-West

Call a spade, I'm an Oakland Raider
I put you on your back, I'm an Oakland Raider
I score on you until I'm done, I'm an Oakland Raider
I get what I want, I'm an Oakland Raider
I don't fit in your schemes and scenes, cos I'm an Oakland Raider

Seattle, Atlanta, Tampa Bay, you couldn't take us any fucking way
Our backs up against the wall, in San Diego, Denver and Kansas
But you still fucking couldn't overcome us
Then over at our home turf, we stuck it to you
Crying for the hurt to stop, but words weren't getting thru

There's a penny waiting to be dropped
We just can't be fucking stopped
We seethe, we rage, we're in your face
We're the Oakland Raiders

9.21.2009

The ball was golden brown, glazed and inflated
They weren't afraid to touch it
The field was hot, still, airless
And Al was beside me, old
He's, no; young
His dark wavy hair
The white soft skin
Now, run to the huddle in the endzone
Look!
Knapp's coming in here
I can't wait for this slow century of off-season to end
I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth clipboard
Feel the good cold stinging hits
The loud clatter, helmets, 2 minute drills...

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Once I had a little scheme
I liked to use at USC
I think you'll like the scheme I know
I mean the scheme called West Coast O

Now you should try this little scheme
Just close your eyes, feel the seams
Forget the rush, forget the blitz
And you'll defeat their hands and wits

This little scheme is fun to do
Just time your throw, no way to lose
And I'm right here, I'm going to
Release the run, we're breaking thru...

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Burrow back into the brain
Back past the wristband of names
I find the plays to move the chains

And the chains move steadily up the field
And over the heads of our opposition
And in the labyrinth of plays in the playbook
I unleash screens, bootlegs and counters
Upon the nervous opposition defensive co-ordinators
Their indecision abounding
Toss sweeps, options, play-action fakes

Each down repeats a mold
Defenses rolled, newspaper-stands say in the morning

Al's now sleeping
The haters silent
Their mirrors vacant
Dust builds inside their heads
And questions trip up their feet
The AFC West sprayed with semen
Lies in our mercy

Wait!
There's been a slaughter here

Don't stop to doubt or look around
Their gloves and pads are on the ground
They're getting out of town
They're going on the run
And we're the one they wished didn't come

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Not to Air Coryell
Not to Run 'n Gun
Nothing left to do
But run, run, run
Let's run

Split backs on the first
I-Form on the second
Bunch set on the third
First downs are a breeze
C'mon LJ run with glee
Let's run

The O-Line is tough inside the redzone
Quick are the wideouts in the spaces there
Strong are the hands of our Tight Ends flared
And they wont know which receiver will get inside

Our guards and tackles push hard at the snap
Their linebackers react like frozen caps
C'mon JR we're going very far
To the NFC to meet their best

We're outlaws from across the Golden Gate
The NFL's in love with the hate
Whose umpires want to throw flags at our feet
Well done, Cable, we're almost clean

Run Run Run
Rhodes Rhodes Rhodes
Soon Soon Soon
Bush Bush Bush
He will get you soon
Soon
Soon
Soon

1.15.2008

They see her ride out in her Corvette
On their CCTV screens
Out for all that she can get
For the Raider team
Suits to the left of her
And suits to the right
Don't need a gun
Don't need a knife
Better not start a fight

She's loyal, mean, mighty as can be
She's a hired gun
Corporate enemy number one
Understand?!
So lock up your GMs
Lock up their wives
Lock up your front doors
And run for your lives
Amy's back in town
Better not mess her around